"Did he see you?"
"Naturally, madame."
"I mean—to notice you?"
"I think he did, madame."
"And did he see you go into my room—with those eyes?"
"Yes, madame."
An angry frown contracted Mrs. Chepstow's forehead, and her face suddenly became hard and looked almost old.
"Heavens!" she exclaimed. "If there is a stupid thing to be done, you are sure to—Go away! go away!"
The maid retreated quickly, and shut the door.
"Idiot!" Mrs. Chepstow muttered.